God Sees Right Through Everything. You Cannot Convince Him of Anything Other than Exactly What Something Is.

God Poet Transmitting…….

Well… it turns out that The Wailing Wall is not some Biblical remnant of earlier times when men were men, and women were women. No, it’s a temporal remnant of a Roman wall that was part of some military compound.

The narrator goes on at length about how profane the davening ritual before (their idea of) The Divine Shekinah is. This is because Christianity has relegated The Divine Feminine to a lesser role. She got usurped by the homosexual priesthood in favor of The Holy Ghost. I recommend studying Comparative Religions, which is an actual college course. You get a sense for what’s happening overall, and you see how the dance of masculine and feminine has been manipulated by whoever was in charge.

In principle, I see nothing wrong with this practice. It’s just that the people practicing it are materially focused to the core. Nothing they get up to has anything to do with God. God is a meddling-interferer as far as they are concerned. Finally, look at what they have been getting up to for thousands of years all around The World.

Lovers of God do not sacrifice children to idols, nor is all their attention on gold and diamonds as the currency of their souls. They are what they are, a crowd of sociopathic schemers… in strange outfits… with an insane litany of rules and regulations that have zero to do with a God… whose principal gift… besides life… is… Liberation!

These people are of a demonic DNA, and the authors of war for personal profit and the enslavement of nations through debt. They believe they are smarter than anyone else. If they were smarter than everyone else, they wouldn’t get caught at what they do so often, and then sent packing, one… hundred… and… nine… times.

They get around people not because they are smarter, but because they are not hampered by conscience. Conscience holds most of us back. Lack of conscience makes real evil a possibility… always.

The Divine Mother comes in two representations. As an expression of The Higher Wisdom, she is The Virginal Subconscious, prior to being impacted by The Seed Bearing Father. Then, as the representative of The Lesser Wisdom, she is The Mother of God. They are both the same entity in a different expression of the force they represent. Each of these and their counterparts is God at a different state of presentation. They are all the same thing. Each of them is a snapshot of the same process in a different stage of expression.

Yes, I left plenty out. This is not a college course.

Above this dance is the ineffable, who is incomprehensible and unknowable… PERIOD.

When worldly conditions are… more or less… in order, each birth is a promise of possibility. That there is more failure than success does not affect the promise. We are all headed for glory until The World catches us unaware, which is why Eternal Vigilance is The Price of Liberty, and why you need to keep your head on a swivel. Paying attention is the difference between life and death, and you see this in the animal kingdom at Spring every year, and you see it in the human kingdom if you are capable of a detached perspective.

That wall is a material symbol that has been washed again and again with occult force, and if you are not one of those chosen by The Prince of Darkness, it is a humiliation ritual, just like when a male actor has to put on a dress and prance around. If you don’t want anything, these characters can do nothing to you. If you do want something, well… that changes the dynamic, doesn’t it?

When worldly conditions are not in order… like now… you get generations of vipers being born because everyone came for… the sensation! They want to swim on the surface, and this is matched in all sorts of social and cultural kinetics. The game of Trivia became a big hit, and in communities across the country, people are playing it with a Bingo-like enthusiasm. People say things like “That is so fun!” All the entertainment mirrors the shallow perceptions and ambitions of people who want no more than to live their own truth, which is a thing that does not exist. It is the glorification of self-will run riot.

People will tell you there is nothing wrong with that. It’s not a question of right and wrong. It’s a matter of direction. Everyone gets where they are going unless they change their direction. Otherwise, THEY WILL get where they are headed. There’s nothing wrong with that either, as long as you are happy about where you wound up.

There are certain hard and cold, enduring truths about life. One of them is that The Material Plane is TEMPORARY; not the plane itself, but everything on that plane. Another hard and cold truth is that you cannot find lasting satisfaction here, and not for lack of trying. The people banging on that wall are determined to come back here again and again until they have a world ruled by their iron-fisted melekh mashiach. It is a world where everyone bows down to them because they are special, though they never realize they are riding on The Spiritual Short Bus because of their insistence on being spechul.

You can come back here again and again, and if you are cagey about the laws that rule the plane, you can be well-placed and well-off, BUT… there is always a catch. You do not get that elusive something that makes whatever place you are in or whatever state you are in more than okay; that turns a hovel into a palace. You wind up with the hind end of The Creator, who is not generally attracted to a people who pick wealth and station over a relationship with him.

God sees right through everything. You cannot convince him of anything other than exactly what something is. The people making a spectacle of themselves… bobbing up and down… like a bird on a drinking glass, will… not… get… God’s… attention. You can do it for thousands of years. You can drone on, and on, and on. You can wear funny hats, and wrap your arms in leather shoelaces… wear grave dust on your head in a little ornamental box. You can dance with not a lick of grace or rhythm, and go through a lot of idiotic male bonding rites, and God will change the channel.

Meanwhile, all those men you are engaging in these male bonding rituals will stab you in the back as soon as it becomes profitable for them. There is no lasting fraternity in the marketplaces of The World. People smile, but they are not sincere smiles. People shake hands and sign contracts, and these people who have so many rules in their kosher nonsense just love fine print. Fine print gives you all kinds of ways to steal.

Estate lawyers exist to bleed out estates by creating factions between those inheriting. I have personally seen a number of examples. It’s not dignified, these people scrambling for their chance at a carefree life. There is no such thing. Material riches absolutely do not guarantee a happy life, as these people ALWAYS find out afterward. Scheming and scamming have their costs, you may be sure.

These are very unhappy people, or they would not get such enjoyment from making other people unhappy. I thank God at least once a day for making certain things clear to me. Oh!!! What a relief it is to not have the concerns that eat so many people alive. I took no thought for the future. I own nothing except for the tools of my trade, some clothes, and the things people give you, and you have to put them on a shelf somewhere so they can see them when they visit, BUT… no one visits me, HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Believe me… that is a full-throated laugh.

People did come to see me before COVID, but… not since. I’m glad to see people when I see them, and I don’t miss them when they are gone. As I said…in other words… earlier this week, none of us go anywhere. All of us are still around… on our way back from somewhere else, or… on our way somewhere else. That fellow was your father a few hundred years ago. Then he was your son. Then he was your enemy, and then he was your friend.

The roles keep coming out of The Wardrobe Department on The Moon. Doing this and that at another time, now requires you to do that and this now. That will change again. All you get is change… here. That’s it. If you like what’s going on here, you can hang out here forever. That’s what they people in the dirty funeral suits… bobbing up and down at the wall… are doing.

Often they are praying for God to destroy their enemies or give them more and more of what they will NEVER have enough of. Many of them pray every day, saying, “Thank you, God, for not making me a woman.” They pray to never be a woman. They are missing a significant feature of existence, and they WILL find that payback is a bitch. The irony that drips from life is like candle-wax hitting your skin. Some people will pay big money for that sort of thing, BUT… heh heh… they really don’t get the point.

People run around at a high pitch trying to make money off the internet, with the clickbait game, stealing other people’s ideas and putting them everywhere they can generate traffic. I could have made out very well at a time when I badly needed more income, BUT I KNEW I was in the situation I was in for a reason, and I knew that God was taking care of me, and that proved to be exactly the case. Now… I’m not saying you should go sit on a mountain somewhere and contemplate your navel because nothing is going to come of that.

I’m saying God is with you at all times, and the thing to do is to dance with him. If you are in resonance with God, then you are in harmony with The World. If you want to trap powerful people with money and blackmail, you can do this. If you want to pretend that you are a spiritual person. You can do that too, BUT… one thing you cannot do… ever… is fool God, and…

…one last thing (this is a must-watch)

End Transmission…….

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